my coat, leave behind my coat and my belt, leave behind my coat and all that, i don`t want it back...
it`s called undertown and it`s over that way. some people leave in the morning, some people when they go to bed. inside, it`s been rotting for a long time now, ever since i found out i`m not to blame if i get left out.
my coat, leave behind the looks, magazines and books. don`t want it back.
we`re going away, we`re dropping the lot. we`ll take another tack if we ever get stopped. it`s the last plan we made before we came unglued.
everything i touch is on the blink. gotta find a place to land, find a place to think. who are you people?
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